a cat in grayscale

…is a lovely thing indeed.

I’m not sure why I like working in black and white better than I like working in color, but it’s always been that way for me. It’s not unlike drawing - by subtracting the inessential, you’re left with only the subject’s essence.

If you want stellar photography, go visit Noah’s place for a while. Me, I snap things that show up in my life, things that make me laugh or remember or just sum up life in general. That, and the cats have no problem whatsoever in posing for the camera, given that they’re attention-hogging little catsluts when it’s just the three of us in the house.

So here’s what life has been like for the cats since we got our new digital camera:

• Approach the sleeping Edmund in the papasan chair…
• …but the camera awakens him
• Tenzing, however, does not care, as long as he has his blanket.

If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I am most definitely coming back as one of my cats.

Updates soonish: trips being planned, various holiday bits being finalized, and for the three million of you who are expecting emails from me, you’ll be pleased to know that I did another hand-of-God on my inbox today and reduced it from about 150 down to 70. Not to mention that I’ve got to do something about this backlog of photos that’s building up on my desktop. I foresee a general image-dumping post in the not-so-distant future.

Don’t worry, it won’t be that interesting.

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